There are slavish souls who carry their appreciation for favors done them so far that they strangle themselves with the rope of gratitude.

If you are not being bullied all I would say – cause I like to talk about the other side of it as well – is you know, be someone that nurtures, and if there’s someone in your class that maybe doesn’t have a lot of friends, be the person that sits with them in the cafeteria sometimes; be the bigger person.

You have to like the present; if not your life becomes secondhand, if you think it was better before. Or that it will be better in the future.

There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.

Give to everyone who begs from you; and of him who takes away your goods do not ask them again. And as you wish that men would do to you, do so to them.

Every once in a while I get the highly inappropriate proposal which is like, ‚Wow, Really! You don’t even know me and I don’t know you at all, and you want that to happen? Tonight? Ok, I get off work at 7.30.‘

A gift consists not in what is done or given, but in the intention of the giver or doer.

Speak low, if you speak love.

My dad was never married. He was kind of a rolling stone. But he was never disrespectful. At the same time, even though he had women in his life when I was a kid, there wasn’t any consistency.

My fans saw me get engaged, saw me make that woman my wife, me having kids, me divorcing, me talking about divorce before the divorce, me talking about my kids‘ reaction to that divorce.

A man may be a fool and not know it, but not if he is married.

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

If we want to fight people in the world, we should fight them with pillows – pillows stuffed with food, medicine, music… That would be so much cheaper than bombs.

Man only likes to count his troubles, but he does not count his joys.

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

One who deceives will always find those who allow themselves to be deceived.

Remember that creating a successful marriage is like farming: you have to start over again every morning.

People were saying that David Geffen and I had gotten married and it just blew me away. Not that they thought I was gay, but that they thought I could land a guy that hot.

Here ends my forever memorable first High Sierra excursion. I have crossed the Range of Light, surely the brightest and best of all the Lord has built. And, rejoicing in its glory, I gladly, gratefully, hopefully pray I may see it again.

It was times like these when I thought my father, who hated guns and had never been to any wars, was the bravest man who ever lived.

Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.

Generosity is giving more than you can, and pride is taking less than you need.

They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.

The world has grown suspicious of anything that looks like a happily married life.

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

I thank God I’m myself and for the life I’m given to live and for friends and lovers and beloveds, and I thank God for knowing that all those people have already paid for me.

The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else’s cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God – if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That’s what I think.

There is no such thing as a lovers‘ oath.

He who cannot give anything away cannot feel anything either.

I’m a romantic; a sentimental person thinks things will last, a romantic person hopes against hope that they won’t.

It was weird to be married; you kind of lose your identity. You’re suddenly somebody’s wife. And you’re like, ‚Oh, I’m half of a couple now. I’ve lost me.‘

Everyone has been in love, at some point or another.

I think everyone should be with who they love.

It’s cool to be recognised by your peers.

To get a hold on boys you must be their friend.

Affection is responsible for nine-tenths of whatever solid and durable happiness there is in our lives.

I have to live for others and not for myself: that’s middle-class morality.

There’s a big difference between falling in love with someone and falling in love with someone and getting married. Usually, after you get married, you fall in love with the person even more.

Compliment three people every day.

Indeed, it is as important to learn how to receive a blessing as it is to be willing to give one.

Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver.

A lot of Jews are great friends of mine.

I may neither choose who I would, nor refuse who I dislike; so is the will of a living daughter curbed by the will of a dead father.

Though lovers be lost, love shall not.

By any accepted standard, I have had more than nine lives. I counted them up once, and there were 13 times I almost and maybe should have died.

I like gifts. I like to give them and I like to get them.

My wife told me if there is any rumors about me, it better be about politics and not about my social life.

A bad man is the sort who weeps every time he speaks of a good woman.

I was extremely lucky that I had two great wives. It sounds a bit funny to say that, but it’s absolutely true.

Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years. For the next five years, scold them. By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend. Your grown up children are your best friends.

Nothing is enough for the man to whom enough is too little.

I was never a boy magnet at school. There was always the girl all the guys liked and wanted to date, but it was never me.

Within one’s own family, money is not the measure of things, unless the person is an absolute Scrooge. Only the most extreme kind of monster would put a price on everything.

The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

Better do a good deed near at home than go far away to burn incense.

‚The Story of Us‘ is about running into someone I had been in a relationship with at an awards show, and we were seated a few seats away from each other. I just wanted to say to him, ‚Is this killing you? Because it’s killing me.‘ But I didn’t. Because I couldn’t. Because we both had these silent shields up.

I’ve learned that usually, the less I know about other people, the better off I am.

Never in any case say I have lost such a thing, but I have returned it. Is your child dead? It is a return. Is your wife dead? It is a return. Are you deprived of your estate? Is not this also a return?

That which is given with pride and ostentation is rather an ambition than a bounty.

When your mother asks, ‚Do you want a piece of advice?‘ it is a mere formality. It doesn’t matter if you answer yes or no. You’re going to get it anyway.

They do not love that do not show their love.